Let Me Down Slowly Δ SPN [ 2 ]

chapter twenty-eight

They got Cas back and Kevin back. Kevin and his mom are staying under the protection of Garth while Cas is with the Winchesters.

They're at a gas station and Cas is leaning against the car while Sam is on the phone with Mrs. Tran while he fills the car up.

"Right, yeah. No, just, uh-- just call us whenever you find something." Sam says, seeing Dean and Evie walk out of the store. "Yeah. Yeah, course." Dean removes the top from two beers. "Right. NO, I-I, uh..." Dean hands Sam a beer. He reaches into the bag and gives Evie a Dr. Pepper. "Yeah, hey, do you know what? Uh, Dean's here. He really wants to talk to you."

Dean shakes his head rapidly as Sam hands him the phone.

"Mrs. Tran, yeah, hi, uh..." Dean hangs up and tosses the phone to Sam. "Tunnel. What's going on in Tran-land?"

"Well, uh, Garth finally got them to his houseboat, but Kevin's having a lot of trouble reading their half of the tablet. So far, bits and pieces. Nothing about boarding up Hell." Sam says.

"Garth has a safe houseboat?" Dean asks.

"Dude, I don't even ask questions anymore." Sam says.

"What's the word, Cas?" Dean asks, walking closer to him while Sam takes the gas pump out of the car.

"It's a shortened version of my name." Cas states making Evie giggle a little.

"Yes, it is. I meant what's the word on the Word? Any, uh, tablet chatter on angel radio?" Dean asks.

"Oh, I couldn't say. I turned that off." Cas states.

"You can do that?" Sam asks.

"Yeah, it's a simple matter of blocking out certain frequencies. I could draw you a diagram if you want." Cas says.

"No, that's-- we're good. Why'd you flip the switch?" Dean asks.

"Because it's a direct link to Heaven. And I don't want anything to do with that place. Not anymore." Cas says.

"So what now? Move to Vermont, open up a charming B&B?" Dean asks.

"No. I still want... I still need to help people. So..." Cas smiles. "I'm gonna become a hunter."

"Really?" Sam asks.

"Yeah. I could be your fourth wheel. Or third since Evie doesn't hunt." Cas says.

"You know that's not a good thing, right?" Dean asks.

"Of course it is. A third and fourth wheel adds extra grip, greater stability. I even found a case. Oklahoma City. A man's heart jumped 10 feet out of his chest. It sounds like our kind of thing, right?"

"He's got a point." Sam says.

"Excellent. I'll see you there." Cas says, turning away.

"Wait, Cas, Cas!" Dean calls and the angel turns back to him. "If you want to play cowboys and bloodsuckers, that's fine. But you're gonna stick with us, okay? None of this zapping around crap. Capiche?"